Goddess Fairy Makeup 소설 & 이야기

There are so many mythical creatures it makes me wonder was is actually myth and what is real. Out of the corner of my eye I see fairies come out of the forest. They appear to be look like humans but with pointy ears like an elf and gigantic wings. Their clothes look to be made out of leaves, flowers and other things you would find in the forest. The female fairies appear to all have long beautiful hair that reaches their butt. Some have it in braids and some let if hang freely. As the fairies walk closer I notice their eyes are cat-like, making me wonder if they glow like a cats as well.

Faiysha (the name of the fairy goddess) stopped near the shore of a river flowing through the Valhalla. She looked at her reflection in the water. Grey hair, wrinkled face, and thin body greeted her. She is losing her powers at a rapid pace and her body lost its forever youth full looks. But despite all of this, she is not sad. She is now living with the man whom she loved for so many centuries. Now her dream came true, and she is happy.

I felt as if I could be put under a fairycore board on P*******t. "Thank you for the dress Vivienne and you look beautiful too," I thanked her once again. Vivienne traded her usual dark lipstick shade and heavy eye makeup for a bare face today and so did the other witches. She had an unreal natural beauty. She was beautiful with or without makeup but she was truly glowing today. Her freckles which I didn't even know she had made themselves known today. "Oh don't even mention it," she shook her head and giggled lightly. Vivienne placed her hand atop my head. I heard her chanting unfamiliar words.

"Tell me more. What's a fairy garden?" "The floor would be made of glass and under it would be water and flowers, like we were floating atop a pond. I'd wear like a lilac colored dress with silver beads on it, it'd reflect all the fairy lights hung around the place. I'd put sparkly stuff on my face too. There'd be plants and flowers everywhere, like it was really nature. And rocks with water fall on one corner. It'd be so wonderful." I squealed in glee. "It sounds beautiful, baby."

Bea’s enthusiasm was palpable, and her genuine belief in the magic of the evening infused me with a newfound confidence. As we continued our preparations, Bea revealed an array of beauty products fit for a princess. The table was adorned with an assortment of makeup brushes, shimmering eyeshadow palettes, and luxurious skincare products. I couldn’t believe that she had curated such a collection specifically for us. It was a treasure trove of possibilities, promising to transform us into our most radiant selves.

Everyone looked dressed up and beautiful. This is the first time I've been able to clearly see a fairy. Their skin looked like it shone with small specs of glitter as well. I now know that is their fairy dust. Most women had pixy cuts or had their hair tied up in small ballerina buns. All the men had short hair as well. The longest hair I had seen on a male fairy was to their ears. All their features were long, narrow, and pointed, as if they were permanently squeezed between two tight walls.

Francis was talking to nobles that were all trying to gain his favor since the last incident they hear, they were all scared but didn't want to be on his bad side. He was getting annoyed by their incessant empty praise and ignored them to look at the place were there was a commotion. He went there to see what was going on and saw a beautiful woman in a sky blue dress that was shining and as you looked at the bottom of the dress you could see it becoming dark blue and look like a night starry sky. He was bewitched by her in the instant he looked at her, but after he saw her escort he got irritated and went toward them. "So you are the one making all this fuss at my birthday party."

Once the fairy was handed off, the goblins left; closing the door behind them with smug, backward glances. The seelie woman was completely nude; her clothing had been ripped away much earlier in the evening. She had pale, golden skin which had already been cut in numerous places by razor-sharp, obsidian blades. Her thin arms dangled pitifully from the thick ropes and her legs buckled beneath her. On her back was a pair of delicate wings; translucently shimmering peony pink and pea pod green. There were dark brown veins running through them, like dragonfly wings but thicker. One wing was broken and hanging uselessly at her side but the other flopped frantically as if it could carry her away a

Zaphrina suggested that he drop by the mall to get her an item that has been out of stock for the past three years. 'Come without it, and no striptease or pole performances for the next month.' That was the only way and it worked like magic. "Let me put a little bit of pink up here," Gianna said as she applied a shade of pink to Mason's eyelids. They had switched to makeup mode. "Don't you worry, you'll be the most beautiful princess in the ball, Mr. Mason." "I'm looking forward to that, fairy godmother." "Put your lips forward, like this," Gianna gestured with her small lips in a kissy stance.

Her jewelry was all exquisite—a delicate choker of uncut rare diamonds, paired with matching earrings. But it wasn’t just the outfit. Her beauty was otherworldly as if she had stepped out of a dream. Her hair was styled in soft waves that cascaded down her back, framing a face that glowed with an inner radiance. Her makeup was flawless, enhancing her natural features without overpowering them. Her lips carried a soft rose tint, and her eyes—those eyes—were lined perfectly, their depth pulling me in like they always did, only today it felt different. She looked like an angel, a fairy, so beautiful it almost hurt to look at her.